Rong Yu shouted, this little house almost shook!

Su Xian: "......"

Not a single note came out.

Rong Mo came running with his skirt, ran to Su Xian, and asked cryingly, "My skirt, is this still my skirt?" ”

Su Xian glanced at the side slit of the skirt, which was sewn with black thread, and he looked at her calmly, "It's not mine anyway." ”

"You ——!"

When Rong Mo heard this, he almost didn't come up in one breath.

"Admit it, are you jealous that my dress looks good and sewed it for me??" Ambiguous asked.

Su Xian: "......"

He was jealous???

Su Xian's eyebrows and eyes were clear, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, "Hurry up and get dressed, you should go." ”

With that, he turned to leave, and closed the door for her by the way.

It seems to be indecent and disrespectful.

Extraordinarily serious.

Rong Yu: "......!! ”

At the bottom of my heart, I really scratched my heart and scratched my liver.

It's so hateful.

No, if she doesn't cure his duplicitous stink today, she won't be called Rongyu!

Rong Mo sat on the bed, took off his nightgown, and began to change his clothes.

When she put on her blouse, she was suddenly stunned halfway through it, and quickly looked down, and found that the button she had dropped yesterday had returned to normal??

She's sure the button is broken yesterday, right??

Rong Mo frowned slightly, put on his shirt, and then went to look at his skirt.

It's just that when she looked at it this time, she was surprised and confused before, and then looked at the fine needle and thread sewn, and suddenly and inexplicably appeared in her heart...... Taste.

Seems... Seem... Probably... It seems like...

Well, it's a little sweet.

He sewed it himself, right......

When......? Was it last night?

A scene suddenly appeared in Rong Yu's mind, he sat under the lamp, holding a needle and thread, and sewed her clothes and skirts tightly and tightly in a serious manner......

"Shhhh......h

Rong Yu's body shook and rubbed his arms, this, this is impossible!!

How could he do such a thing to himself?

But here, no one but him touched the dress again.

The technique on it is handmade at first glance.

A stitch and a thread, but the sewing is delicate.

The more I look at it, the more I feel, don't say, it's very good.

She thought that she would not wear it again in the future, but after wearing it, she found that it was still very good, the long skirt reached the knees, and the white and slender calves were exposed underneath, which was still very beautiful.

She pursed her lips, and an unconscious smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

In fact......

He thinks his clothes are too revealing......

So I secretly sewed the skirt on.

I don't want her beauty to be seen by others......

When Rong Mo came out again, he was still holding a bag in his hand, and it looked like he was about to pack up and leave.

He was slightly stunned when he saw the glamorous and charming clothes outside.

Then, he faintly retracted his gaze, "Don't send it." ”

Rong looked at him with affection and indifference, and his eyes flickered slightly.

The next second, she took out a hand cream from her bag.

When he squeezed it in the palm of his hand, he suddenly exclaimed, "Oops, why did you squeeze out so much, it's so expensive, let's wipe a little bit for you, don't waste it." ”

After that, Rong Mo hurriedly held his hands, rubbed the fragrant and smooth frost, soft and boneless tender hands on his hands.

Su Xian's body froze.